Spoons. March 29
Last night, Will and I were leaving Whetherspoons in St. Annes to go to Blackpool for Mike Carr’s Birthday, but as I went out the door, I managed to fall down the stairs. Well, more I went over on my ankle, twisting it on some uneven tiles on the last step and fell over (I wasn’t even drunk!). But because there were uneven tiles, there was a dip in the floor; therefore after all the rain we’ve been having there was a huge puddle there. So not only did I hurt my self, but I got my self a soaking wet foot and leg. Then the bouncers, being very attentive to me and making sure I was okay (probably to avoid law suits :p ), pulled out a chair for me to sit on, but of course with all the rain it was soaking, and thus ended up with a wet bum too. Some small tears appeared with the ankle pain, but I soon bounced back when I realised I could walk on it, even though it was pretty painful and was throbbing.
Ended up going to Blackpool anyway, and proceeded to get drunk to try mask the pain, and it worked. However, Will and I did end up falling up some stairs in Jenx when we were having a bit of a snog which hurt my ankle loads, and then I ended up slapping some guy in the face because he gave me shit when I wouldn’t kiss him (wtf?!). Woke up this morning, and well, warning signals had being given off by the fact I hadn’t slept well because of my ankle, but when I actually got up I couldn’t walk on it! It’s swollen as anything, and hurts loads, but my dad said it’ll be fine, so I’m not too worried. Gonna take ages for it to get better apparently 
good night though 